MELITA
Truth be told, Melita’s experience with any of the higher-up echelon of deities was stark and empty. The only things she knew about Rae had been from hearsay and books; and even then, it was skimming over the properties. “Aren’t they more the experimental type?” Honestly, maybe they should’ve been more surprised that the twin divinities had opted to give Flora a quest at all. “Maybe they wanted to see if you’d work for it.” To which she gave an impish grin, before glancing at her sooty hands and dusting them off.Talyson and his charges made her snort and roll her eyes. “Likes to talk a lot of shit for someone who can’t back it up.” And a bold presumption to make towards the literal Queen of Torchline – with her assembly and family of demigods at the ready.
Her gaze snapped to Starfall in the distance as she snagged at Fangorn, who was now opting to roll in the loam. She wrinkled her nose in its direction, more or less a scowl on her features. “Or that they’re so much more…powerful than us? Feels like we're being mocked.” To Melita, anyways, that was the most frustrating aspect of all.
This is a gift, it comes with a price
Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
Midas is king and he holds me so tight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight
Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
Midas is king and he holds me so tight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight
